OK, so I wrote this very chatty blog entry on New Year’s Day, filling you in on my holidays (quiet and marvelous) and describing my personal N.Y’s Eve ceremony in intricate detail–AND the whole works disappeared into the Black Hole that is cyberspace!
I’m normally a pretty tough ole cowgirl, but let me tell you, that got my goat. Cursing Bill Gates under my breath, I shut down my computer–swearing to switch from this PC to a Mac, pronto–shut off the lights, closed my office door (so the dog wouldn’t sneak in and pee on the hardwood floor) and walked away, disgusted.
As you can see, I’m back. If this one gets eaten, well, you might hear me swearing even if you’re on the other side of the planet. I mean, for heaven’s sake. How much frustration is enough?
Christmas was quiet, and it was lovely. At my request, most of my gifts were donations of pet food to various animal shelters, and I got so much satisfaction out of the idea that I’ve made it a permanent policy. Of course, there are always a few renegades–Sally, who is Thankful Rose on Etsy, as I’ve mentioned in previous blogs, sent me one of her lovely repurposed sweater creations. I’ll be posting a pic on Facebook as soon as I’ve had my hair trimmed. (Hey, I never said I wasn’t vain.) Debbie Macomber sent a beautiful handcarved cross, which she picked up on last summer’s visit to Africa, and there were a few other goodies, too: daughter Wendy gave me the world’s coolest candle, with a beautiful ring hidden away in the wax, and a set of Abraham Lincoln bandaids, now proudly displayed on a bookshelf here in the office. Since my big dream is to write a Civil War novel, I told her I’d keep the bandaids handy in case of bruising reviews.
Since I don’t trust this computer much farther than I can throw it, this blog will be continued.